enough with the photos already
my lessons are going ok i think. the other day i managed to be on time for my painting lesson. the teacher wasnt there tho,the lady who started the whole foundation place thing was in his place and she was very talkative,it was cool tho. she asked if i was going to be doining entrance exams this year and for what,and when i told her painting she said "yes.good.do painting" so i guess that means i have a chance....?
i hope and pray that the school i already applied for will accaept me. you guys can send some positive energy in that direction if you have any to spare. going to that place would make me so fucking happy.
yesterday at composition the one guy who is always really funny came extremely late,he was very hungover.and sad. i thought he had left but i found him sitting in the corridor and we talked about, nothing much really.but we talked and it was good.
i had a very long and distressing dream. i dont remember it all ofcourse. there was lots to do with me (and maybe another 2 people?) riding horses. and other people were walking. it was a forest. or a wasteland. or a city. something to do with needing to put a martingale on the horse. there was blood and pain and distress and fear.
weird dream
this still applies: oh yeah,and im trying to gather ideas of what to do with my hair for when the time for change will come (which will be soonish) so: suggestions?
my lessons are going ok i think. the other day i managed to be on time for my painting lesson. the teacher wasnt there tho,the lady who started the whole foundation place thing was in his place and she was very talkative,it was cool tho. she asked if i was going to be doining entrance exams this year and for what,and when i told her painting she said "yes.good.do painting" so i guess that means i have a chance....?
i hope and pray that the school i already applied for will accaept me. you guys can send some positive energy in that direction if you have any to spare. going to that place would make me so fucking happy.
yesterday at composition the one guy who is always really funny came extremely late,he was very hungover.and sad. i thought he had left but i found him sitting in the corridor and we talked about, nothing much really.but we talked and it was good.
i had a very long and distressing dream. i dont remember it all ofcourse. there was lots to do with me (and maybe another 2 people?) riding horses. and other people were walking. it was a forest. or a wasteland. or a city. something to do with needing to put a martingale on the horse. there was blood and pain and distress and fear.
weird dream
this still applies: oh yeah,and im trying to gather ideas of what to do with my hair for when the time for change will come (which will be soonish) so: suggestions?
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